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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&quot;Wipe that smile off your fucking face &lt;br /&gt;To be despised &lt;br /&gt;To be loved &lt;br /&gt;To be dreamt of &lt;br /&gt;To be sought &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m the inside of &quot;I don&apos;t care&quot; &lt;br /&gt;Right in the middle &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m right in the middle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my unholy &lt;br /&gt;My one and my lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear scarves and hoods cause it&apos;s the only poker face that I&apos;ve got left &lt;br /&gt;And everything I love about you is a mess &lt;br /&gt;Smash the mirror and break the palm reader&apos;s hands &lt;br /&gt;I want to be better than I am&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with &quot;One and Only&quot; by Timbaland ft. Fall Out Boy. &lt;br /&gt;Patrick&apos;s voice, the lyrics he sings.. Completely amazing.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Heres to the kids that like to dance in their undies to fall out boy. Here&apos;s to the kids who don&apos;t care about scene rules, who just are themselves and are 100% fine with that. Here&apos;s to the kids that spend their Friday nights listening to music instead of going out. Heres to the kids that go to sleep listening to music, and wake up only to listen to it some more. Here&apos;s to the kids who cry every single night because song that means the world to them is playing on their headphones. here&apos;s to the kids who put up with the bullshit that is thrown into their face and still manage to put a smile on. here&apos;s to the kids who make perfect sense out of the sentence &quot;ZOMG, treckett is at the SoaP party and so are Ryden, Peterick, Jewfro and Veganboy!&quot; heres to the kids that loose there friends over there favorite bands. Here&apos;s to the kids who put down that razor blade because of the sounds coming from their headphones. Heres to the kids, that put themselves out there, for who they really are, and even when they get shotdown, they get up, and try again. heres to the kids who dance in the rain and wave to the passing cars without a care. Heres to the kids that feel the need to only impress themselves. Heres to the kids that stay true. &lt;br /&gt;HERES TO THOSE KIDS&lt;br /&gt;[fobr&amp;lt;3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s to the band. The band that shouts the things we&apos;re afraid to whisper. The band that spawned more inside jokes than outsiders can imagine. The band that formed friendships and healed broken hearts. Here&apos;s to the band that never made us feel alone, even when we were by ourselves. Here&apos;s to the band that can make our hearts skip in time with the drum beat. The band who can make us feel more than we ever thought we could. Heres to the band who unravels their minds to help us escape from our weary hearts. Here&apos;s to the band that gives me a reason to awake. Here&apos;s to the band that guides us through life. Here&apos;s to the band we love and care about. Here&apos;s to the band that we&apos;ll protect.&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s to our band.&lt;br /&gt;Fall Out Boy.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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